I can feel it beneath my bones;
The kill
The game has no end
Stop your immature love games;
I am not your slave, no

I once thought that my love
was all you needed
And that your love
was all I ever searched for

All the twisted lies;
Don't you ever get tired
Of telling the same lame lie
Over and over again?

How could you even keep track?
All the girls
Lined up
Only for your own amusement

No, thank you
I'm done.

This war don't determine who's right. This war just determines who's left standing tonight. Stop handing me lights, I can see what you are in the dark just fine. I'm not blind. I'm bending the blinds, peaking through to get a glimpse of your anguishing life